Have I become the sun isolated in daylight
Am I the moon, blue and cratered by turns for you
Facing phases of black mazes under my bedsheet again
I feel so anxious for nothing
don't wanna go out in public
All of this pressure that's building
I take it out on my loved ones
This pain grows deep I feel it down
in my stomach, I know I can't keep running
From the ghosts inside my head
And all this baggage I'm lugging
Mother fucker.. don't let me fall under, I'm down so low I'm drowning in the gutter
I got bags under my eyes cause I ain't been sleeping
With these demons round me dancing, I don't know if I'm dreaming
So much on my mind no I can't even think straight.
I haven't left my room in what feels like a week straight.
credits
from CLOSED/DOORS,
released February 21, 2017
Recorded and mastered by Logan Beaver
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego